Room 528 [Tuesday afternoon]
Triela looked around the room. She was pretty sure she'd managed to pack everything. Her closet and drawers were empty, and she'd cleaned out her desk and even packed her collection of bears. She wasn't sure that she wasn't coming back, of course, but it was a distinct possibility. With the Conditioning beginning to deteriorate, it was entirely possible that the Agency wouldn't send her out unsupervised again.
And they hadn't told her either way since she'd... sort of not mentioned the fact that it was deteriorating. Plenty of time to do that once she got back, right? Right.
It was somewhat surprising to realize that not being allowed to come back would make her sad. Since when had she started looking forward to graduating from high school? She shook her head and sighed, looking around the room again.
She supposed... well, she should probably leave Emma a note. Not that Emma was prone to worrying (which was something Triela appreciated), but it was only polite.
So Triela took the time to stack her bags by the door and sat down at her desk to begin writing. Something short and simple, that was all she needed.
[Open. And while Triela's not sure she's coming back, I am.]
And they hadn't told her either way since she'd... sort of not mentioned the fact that it was deteriorating. Plenty of time to do that once she got back, right? Right.
It was somewhat surprising to realize that not being allowed to come back would make her sad. Since when had she started looking forward to graduating from high school? She shook her head and sighed, looking around the room again.
She supposed... well, she should probably leave Emma a note. Not that Emma was prone to worrying (which was something Triela appreciated), but it was only polite.
So Triela took the time to stack her bags by the door and sat down at her desk to begin writing. Something short and simple, that was all she needed.
[Open. And while Triela's not sure she's coming back, I am.]